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Butch’s shaft was steel. It was rock.
It was fuckingdiamond.
“So in case you missed it, yes, I want you to fuck me. And when I see you next, that’s what we’re going to do. But be warned—”
“No ki—”
“Yeah, yeah, I got that part. You know, you can protesttoooften. What I wasgoingto say was… I like to kiss while I fuck, whether I’m pitchingorcatching.”
Sweet mother of God.
“That’ll be a first.”
“The kissing? I knew that.”
“No, that wasn’t what I was talking about.”
“Then whatarewe talking about?”
Confession time.
“Race, Teague, every guy I’ve ever fucked… They were always on all fours, bent over the bed, face down, kneeling on the couch…You get the picture.”
A moment of silence had his heartbeat quickening.
“You’ve never fucked a guy face-to-face?” Before Butch could respond, Sol continued. “Of course you haven’t. It’s that ‘If I can’t see who I’m fucking’ scenario. But that wasthen. This is a whole new Butch. A Butch who sucks dick, kisses like he invented it…”
A Butch who was sitting on the front porch, his fly unzipped, his cock out, and he was pulling on it, heat racing through him, pushed to the edge by Sol’s words, Sol’s voice, and the images in his head of his dick sliding into Sol’s tight body…
He moaned as warmth seeped through his fingers, his body shaking.
“Fuck, you just came, didn’t you?”
“What gave it away?” He glanced at the wooden deck. “Aw shit. I’d better clean up before I leave.”
“And now I can’t wait to see you again.”
What made Butch’s heart dance was not Sol’s words but the light in his voice, the energy he’d come to recognize as being part of Sol.
Then reality set in.
“You won’t have time,” Butch remonstrated. “You’ll be too busy doing… whatever it is you’ll be doing.” He didn’t want to think about that part.
“Can I remind you of something? I’ll have a room to myself. With a bed. In a space where I can make all the noise I want when I come because no one will bat an eyelash. And no one will mind if there’s a sexy cowboy sharing that bed every single night of my stay. Robert can work your body during daylight hours—at night, you’ll be mine.” Sol chuckled. “And I’ll be all yours.”
“I can’t be out of my bed every night for a week,” Butch protested.
“Why not?”
“Why not? Because… people will talk, that’s why.”
“So? Let ’em. Talk can’t hurt you.”
It was as if Sol had dunked him in ice water.
“We’re gonna have to agree to disagree on that one.”
Silence fell, and Butch knew he’d hit the mark.
